The Wizard Path From The Simulator

: “Scouring the Mystic Realm” and “Reaping Great Rewards” (Subscription Requested)_1

“The ruins of the White Jade Immortal Sect have been found, but I alone cannot break the space prohibition.”

Milton Cheney said softly as he looked at the Underworld God Monarch.

This Underworld God Monarch was also a Deity Transformation Cultivator, and could be said to be one of the few friends that Milton Cheney had in this world.

What kind of person the Underworld True Monarch was, Milton Cheney naturally understood.

“Even you can’t break it?”

Upon hearing what Milton Cheney said, the Underworld God Monarch expressed his surprise.

Others might not know, but he was aware.

He was very clear that his friend had already reached the mid-stage Deity Transformation Realm, with a shorter cultivation time but a higher Realm than his.

Milton Cheney nodded.

Although he was in the mid-stage of Deity Transformation, he was after all not a cultivator who specialized in studying prohibitions.

If he forced a breakthrough, the Mystic Realm might disappear along with it, which was not Milton Cheney’s wish.

Seeing Milton Cheney nod, the Underworld God Monarch stroked his chin as if contemplating something.

“Alright then, I’ll accompany you on this journey.”

After a moment, the Underworld God Monarch nodded and spoke.

Such an opportunity was rare even for him, and this could not be a better chance.

It was known that the White Jade Immortal Sect was a sect from tens of thousands of years ago; surely the treasures within the ruins would not be few.

It was just uncertain whether there were opportunities beneficial to Deity Transformation within.

The higher a cultivator’s Realm, the more difficult it is to find suitable opportunities for themselves.

After all, there are not that many opportunities available in the Cultivation Realm.

The White Jade Immortal Sect ruins that Milton Cheney found were filled with fortuitous coincidences, and he even spent more than a dozen threads of the Power of Merit.

“Good, then let’s go.”

Milton Cheney said, and then with a movement, he disappeared from the spot.

The Underworld God Monarch sent out a few messages, then proceeded with Milton Cheney toward the White Jade Immortal Sect ruins.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

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Inside White Jade Mountain,

The interior of White Jade Mountain was now completely cleared by Milton Cheney.

The interior of White Jade Mountain was vast, and strange secret patterns could be seen everywhere.

These secret patterns intertwined, forming various prohibitions.

These secret patterns intertwined, and just looking at them made one’s scalp tingle.

Moreover, these prohibitions could not be forcefully broken, otherwise everything within the Legacy Secret Territory of the White Jade Immortal Sect ruins would be destroyed.

Having planned for so long, Milton Cheney naturally would not allow this to happen.

“Underworld, how is it, are you confident?”

Milton Cheney had already seen this scene countless times, so there was naturally nothing strange to him.

As his words fell, the Underworld God Monarch’s brows wrinkled slightly.

“All of these are Ancient Prohibitions, intertwined and interconnected, and even I am not very confident that I can solve them.”

“The White Jade Immortal Sect was a sect from a hundred thousand years ago, not belonging to the sects of ancient times, so why are their Mystic Realm ruins sealed with Ancient Prohibitions?”

“Strange! Strange!”

The Underworld God Monarch seemed to be talking to himself as he pondered.

His frown deepened, and the look of contemplation on his face became more intense.

Milton Cheney, witnessing this scene, stood by without any change in his expression, not taking the initiative to break the atmosphere.

After a while, the Underworld God Monarch seemed to have figured something out, and his frown relaxed slightly.

“Flame, I am confident I can break the prohibition, but it will take quite a lot of time.”

The Underworld God Monarch said.

Hearing this, Milton Cheney also let out a sigh of relief.

Finding the Mystic Realm but being unable to enter, even Milton Cheney would be distressed.

After all, he was very clear that there was a great opportunity within the Mystic Realm.

If everything went well, he would be able to break through to the late stage of the Deity Transformation Realm after this Mystic Journey.

If the Deity Transformation Realm in the Northern Thirteen Domains were the pinnacle of the pyramid, then the late stage of Deity Transformation Realm would be the tip of the pyramid in the Northern Thirteen Domains.

Invincible.

After all, Milton Cheney had not heard of any cultivators above the late stage of Deity Transformation in the Northern Thirteen Domains.

At this moment, he was no longer just a newly reincarnated self in this world – having become a Deity Transformation Cultivator, both his power and influence had expanded rapidly.

Some major events in the Northern Thirteen Domains could no longer be kept hidden from Milton Cheney.

So over the years, he had come to know many things.

“About how long will it take?”

Milton Cheney asked.

“At least four hundred years, this time it’s hard to tell if it’s worth it.”

The Underworld True Monarch rubbed his brow, speaking somewhat helplessly.

Four hundred years were neither particularly long nor particularly short for him.

If after spending four hundred years they ended up with nothing, it would be a loss.

“At least it won’t be a loss, just these prohibitions alone are not simple, and who knows, this might even be a Legacy Secret Territory.”

Milton Cheney spoke with a faint smile.

He did not know what was inside the Mystic Realm, but he did know that there were great opportunities inside and there was not the slightest danger.

This was the wondrous use of the Power of Merit.

Over these three thousand years, Milton Cheney had used the Power of Merit three times to search for resources, and each time he made a substantial gain.

It can be said that if it weren’t for the Power of Merit, he would not have been able to reach the mid-stage Deity Transformation Realm by now.

At this moment, Milton Cheney’s goal in this world had shifted to becoming a Unification Dao Monarch, although difficult, there was still a glimmer of hope.

“One hundred and twenty threads of the Power of Merit, I wonder if that will be enough.”

Milton Cheney mused quietly to himself.

Over the years, Milton Cheney had tried countless methods in the hope of gaining more Power of Merit, but ultimately all had failed.

He had also killed a few Immortal Origin masters, but it was of no use.